People are in Hogwarts, start summoning Tailu beast

Dumbledore exchanged greetings with Nico Flamel for a while, leaving Carl and Bichumon behind, and then left directly.One person wears many hats, and even during the Christmas holidays there are many things that need to be handled in the office.

Before leaving, he hesitated for a long time and vaguely reminded his old friend that it was best to keep an eye on Karl.

In this strange environment, Karl didn't recognize strangers at all. As for Bhikkhumon, he coaxed Perenelle to laugh with sweet words and took her to see the roses he planted.

"Cal, don't you, don't be restrained, kid!"

"The pile of cockroaches just now was your masterpiece, right?" Although he was deceived by Carl and ate a live cockroach, Nicoléme did not feel angry.

He is too old and has lived for hundreds of years. Regardless of his body or mentality, he likes to get along with energetic children most, which will make him feel that he is still young.

Carl's harmless prank was right up his alley.

"I'm sorry, Grandpa Nico, I originally wanted to make a joke with Professor Dumbledore, but I didn't expect him..." After hearing this, Carl also pretended to admit his mistake obediently.

This undoubtedly made Nicoléme’s evaluation of Karl even higher!

Not to mention talent, Dumbledore had mentioned Carl's terrifying learning talent to him many times in his letters.

He likes to play pranks, but he knows the seriousness and has a good attitude towards admitting his mistakes. Who wouldn't like this kind of junior?

"I believe Albus has told you, but I still want to confirm it again. I want to accept you as my disciple and pass on my alchemy skills. Are you willing?" Nicoléme said kindly to Karl. asked.

"Of course, Teacher Nico!" Carl straightened his back immediately after hearing this: "You may not know that my favorite is alchemy. It is so amazing. I have always dreamed that one day I can be with you in person. It would be nice to have a conversation.”

"In my opinion, you are the greatest wizard in the world. You are the founder of modern alchemy. The little wizards at Hogwarts all admire you!"

"To be honest, I think the four founders of Hogwarts are nothing compared to you!"

"They cannot understand the wonders of alchemy..."

The more Karl talked, the more excited he became. He felt that he was really a sincere and good boy. These words were said so skillfully, and they must be the inner words flowing from the depths of his heart.

Definitely different from those villains who only know how to flatter!

"Okay, okay, kid, I get it!" Nicoléme laughed heartily when he was told that, and he immediately fell in love with his close disciple.

Even Dumbledore's reminder was forgotten by him.

Dumbledore, a young man who is only over 100 years old, has not yet lost all his teeth. How can he understand the value of youthful vitality?

As a child, it's no big deal to be naughty. What kind of damage can he cause?

Not only that, Nicolas Flamel also thought that the next time he wrote to Dumbledore, he must have a good talk with him. As a principal, he must be more patient with the little wizard, especially with his disciple.

"I also liked to do some pranks when I was young, and I still have many alchemy props!" Nicoléme winked playfully at Karl, and he decided to start teaching Karl from now on.

The first lesson is based on his hobbies, entertaining and entertaining, and deepening his interest in alchemy.

"Really? Teacher, can I follow you to see your collection?" Sure enough, just as Nicoléme thought, Carl became excited when he heard this.

The reaction was even more intense than he expected.

"Of course, come with me. This will all be yours from now on, including this two-story foreign-style building."

After saying that, Nicoléme took Karl to a storage room located under the stairs. It looked like it was only two square meters in size, but it had a "traceless stretch spell" cast inside, and it was seventy or eighty square meters in size. .

The storage room is filled with shelves, and there are thousands of Alchemy works of Nicoléme on them. Each one is priceless.

He is indeed the greatest alchemist of this century. The alchemy tools in this storage room alone are worth half of Diagon Alley.

"Look, it's right here. They're all on the shelves. Although they're old, I often repair them, so they're in perfect functional condition!" Nicoléme led Carl to one of the shelves, pointing to the ones on the shelf. There were more than 30 alchemy props, and there was a look of nostalgia on his face.

"These candy-like things are my favorite prank props. Anyone who picks them up will stagger like a drunk!"

"And this one, it looks a lot like trying to pull out a firework, but with super glue squirting out of it!"

"This umbrella, after opening it, will blow an eight-level wind around you, directly blowing you and everything within ten meters around you into the sky. But don't worry, it also blessed a floating spell, and you will be safe in 5 minutes. Land!"

"That's the magic of alchemy, isn't it?"

"Yeah, it's amazing!" Carl looked at the shelves full of prank props and nodded like a chicken pecking at rice.

Is this a simple alchemy tool used for pranks?

No, these are all big-money plot points!

At this moment, Karl noticed a goblet, which looked like an antique of some age, but it was covered with a layer of paper. When the two were matched, it looked a little out of place.

"Professor, what is this cup?" Karl picked up the goblet curiously and tore off the paper on it. It only contained a glass of water, which seemed to have no function.

"You're talking about that cup. It's probably the most powerful prank prop here. I've stored a hundred tons of water in it, and it will all spurt out in three seconds after I lift the paper lid!"

"Don't mess around..." Nicoléme turned around and said to Karl with a smile, before he could finish his words.

I saw the innocent smile on Karl's face and the goblet with the lid opened.

"???"

Whatfuck?

"boom!"

Before Nicoléme could recover, a huge stream of water burst out of the goblet, instantly breaking through the "Seamless Stretch Spell" cast in the room and spraying toward the top of the second-floor bungalow.

The small building made of civil engineering has a history of hundreds of years. How can it withstand such turbulent water.

"Rumble!" A moment later, Nicoléme, who had just been washed out of the small building by the current, heard a roar.

The building collapsed and the home was gone!

Nicoléme felt as if his temples were so bulging that they were about to pop out!

【drop!Congratulations to the host for demolishing Nicoléme's house and earning 30 plot points! 】